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Discussion in 'Sidewinders Bar & Grille' started by heltershelton, Jul 10, 2019.
I'm sitting here on the deck with possums.
Nothing is glamorous while your living it...
I'm hiding in the house because at 9 o'clock it's still 107° outside. LOL
With a blood glucose of 90, it appears his Isles of Langerhans are in fairly good shape.
it's glamerous to other people though.
I don't have that,lol
Only because they never see how the sausage gets made.
tell me bout it
but it's funny to see a cat hiss at a possum.
Pancreas helps you digest your food by producing enzymes that break down the chimichanga in your intestines. It also produces insulin from what are now referred to as beta islet cells, previously known as the Isles of Langerhans because they’re scattered around the organ.
Why are you messing with that glucometer anyway? Shouldn’t you be practicing Little Wing?
So long as he has an empty beer bottle to put his butts in and a new full one on top of the amp.... and knows which one is which, it's all good.
The notes will come freely.
It's when the bottles get mixed up that all hell breaks loose.
You mean Little Wang:
because it's new and I was testing it. it's for my grandma. I am her caretaker now....so I have to be her nurse and her doc.
actually I'm not much more than her driver, Butler, and cook.
but ya know.....she was always there for me.....
so now I'm here for her.
Ahh, we always called those road trips. Would have been seriously laughed at had I called it a tour...
Well, I did, and was. Then it was explained that to be a tour, there has to be at least one roadie. The drummer doesn't count. Neither does the bass player. The front vocalist is up for debate.
Extended road trips always involved at least one Motel 6. Tours got the Ramada or Holiday Inn. Minor details most certainly, but when comparing my tour to 'theirs', these seemingly insignificant details are all I got.
My favorite "6" is the one in Blythe, California. 9:AM - 109º ... after nearly rolling the UHaul box truck because the semi in front of us shredded a tire which nailed the windshield requiring a switch out.
Motel 6 never looked so wonderful before. Well, the AC looked wonderful. Still made the first night in Albuquerque a day later.
Then on to the big time in Colorado Springs! Yea!!! Go Air Force! Loved playing a room full of over sexed teenagers ... male teenagers. The girl cadet was too damn smart to so up.
Then there's the Days Inn in Ogden Utah. (Imagine a shudder that begins in the central core and radiates out )
Well, you should have expected something...you didn't move to Shade City.
stayed in Phoenix once in a 6 that had no AC........yeah......it was terrible...
I've taken my share of drinks from beer bottles or cans that had cig butts. and its really friggin grody. I may have even made a thread or two about it over the years.
Yeah, so, I didn't play as much as I shoulda and got married a lot and I will likely die alone. What happens happens.
I think most of us will die alone.
It's how we live that matters.